Sonnet.
Ode to the Banana
Although it's curved shape may not reveal,
Its phallic form is in fact a berry.
As you crave its sweetness, begin to peel
Stripping from swollen ripeness. Be wary!
For plantains are for cooking mainly,
Deep fried, baked or steamed in rice
Whilst wrapped in leaves, whose blade is plainly
An organic dish, licked clean in a thrice.
We know to slip upon its crafty skin
Has been for generations a comic skit
So be so kind and throw it to the bin,
Least the steadfast street sweeper has a fit.
Forget not the republics Chiquita has made
And dear consumer; please buy fair trade.
Limerick
There once was a girl from Havana,
Who was just crazy about eating bananas.
She ignored all the warnings,
That she might have some soiling,
So in the end she dirtied her pyjamas!
Haiku
Stripping the skin,
it slides off the naked flesh.
Banana!
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PoetryWords arranged in a funny order. Poems about my view of reality and how my inner fantasy world colours it with strange tinges. I love discussions about concepts and ideas so please feel free to comment. © 2018 Brian Lynch